“Pfft-”

Andrius spat out two mouthfuls of blood, his face ashen.

The attack was too fierce. It was not something Andrius could endure. He struggled to stand up with the Argentum Qilin Spear, facing the figure wearing a devil mask.

It was none other than the Pontiff of the Sauro Church, St. Dmitri!

He looked at the severely injured Andrius with a cold smile, seemingly praising him but was actually full of disdain. “As expected of the Wolf King of Florence. Your reaction speed is first–class.

“Unfortunately, in the face of absolute strength, it’s useless no matter how fast your reaction speed is.

“What a shame. What a shame!”

emanating from him grew

not respond. He narrowed his eyes and stared coldly at the masked expert in front of

power hidden beneath

he was likely a

expert was beyond Andrius‘

and Arctic Fox take Princess Katalina away from here.

Andrius finished speaking, a sense of tragedy and

knew how powerful the masked figure was.

I will stay behind

“Wolf King, you’re the lynchpin of the Lycantroops. You can’t die

this foreign land showed an astonishing resolve when facing death, all for

be so pessimistic. I have my ways to escape.” Andrius frowned and snorted, “If you think

Fox gritted

the Argentum Qilin Spear and

disdainful expression. “No one can leave without my permission. You’ll all

his son was crippled.

soon as he spoke…

Swoosh…

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